1956 - 2008

“Elvis is Out of the Building”

I always knew that this day will come. That one day, the “King” will have to leave us. I always knew it but I never dreamed or wished that it will happen. Not this fast anyway. But things do happen. Sometimes, I will be able to do things that will prevent things from happening. At times, it works. But this time, I can’t do anything but to accept it.

It’s one of the darkest times in my life but I have to accept it. But it doesn’t mean I can’t mourn or grieve. But as much as I want to, there’s something in me that’s telling me that I should not be sad. For this thing happened for a reason. I may not like the reason but it’s still the reason. And as I see the “King” for the last time, I felt glad. For I no longer see neither pain nor suffering. The “King”, my “King”, is finally at peace.

The “King”, in this story, is a she. The reason why I am using the word “King” to describe her is because she is the so-called “King of the house” in my life. A woman whose life she lived maybe not to the fullest, but definitely with grace and full of love. I will never forget her image as she walks the street while waving and smiling at her neighbors. I will never forget the sound of her laughter and of her giggles. And of course, how can I forget the stern words of wisdom she parted to me through the years that we were together. As if I can.

But the Earth will not stop circling the Sun even when the “King” has left the building. As my friend put it, “Life goes on”. And I totally agree. But at this moment, at this second, I will stop and drop everything my doing to say these words…

“To my mom, my queen, and the “KING” of our house, I love you. Forever.”

“Life goes on. Why don’t you?” - Anon